Some Demon Suppression Office members lurking in the shadows also frowned.
Was this ghost-faced youth trying to break the rules?
Originally, when the Demon Race slaughtered a city, they would leave after eating the commoners and would not harm the martial artists within the city.
But with this ghost-faced youth sticking his nose in, things were hard to say!
In their eyes, the ghost-faced youth was merely young and ignorant, unable to understand compromise and balance!
Martial artists were the backbone of the Human Race. Preserving martial artists was what mattered. As for commoners, they could simply reproduce more after they died. What did it matter!
Besides, there were several thousand demonic beasts in the city right now. What could one person like him possibly do?
Acting now was no different from a mantis trying to stop a chariot, a moth flying into a flame. It was simply foolish!
However, just as these Demon Suppression Office members hesitated over whether to reveal themselves and stop Xiao Chen, Wang Yunqi suddenly frowned. "Kid, you still aren't leaving?"
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
A vicious gleam flashed in his eyes as he suddenly waved his hand, sending several terrifying streams of demon qi flying out. The demon qi gathered in the air, then transformed into three Tiger Demon Spirits.
This time, they were no longer merely tiger-shaped beasts, but three complete tiger bodies.
The three Tiger Demon Spirits were lifelike, their bodies covered in green fur, their eyes scarlet, emanating the majesty of kings among all beasts.
Roar!
The tiger demons suddenly let out a deafening roar.
The enormous roar made everyone present tremble in fear, their eardrums aching.
"Th-three Tiger Demon Spirits?"
"And every one of them is far stronger than before!"
"This ghost-faced youth is finished. Even if a Sword Disciple Seventh Level is strong, there's no way he can fend off three Tiger Demon Spirits at once!"
The people around them trembled violently.
"Young Lord, run! Don't worry about me! You can't defeat these three Tiger Demon Spirits!"
Liu Sanji also tugged Xiao Chen's sleeve in terror, signaling for him to leave at once.
Xiao Chen was only a Sword Disciple Seventh Level, while his opponents were three Tiger Demon Spirits with the strength of the Demon Apprentice Eighth Level. It was simply impossible for him to win!
Not to mention Xiao Chen—even an expert sword cultivator at Sword Disciple Eighth Level would meet his end here.
The Dog Demon leader in the distance suddenly ran to Wang Yunqi's side and growled at him several times.
Wang Yunqi nodded repeatedly, then turned to Xiao Chen with a sinister grin. "Kid, Lord Dog Demon says that because you broke the rules, it will not only eat commoners today, but also eat ten more martial artists as punishment for you!"
As soon as he said this, the martial artists hidden around the area could no longer hold themselves back. Their faces instantly turned incomparably ugly, and their gazes toward Xiao Chen filled with hatred.
If this brat had not meddled in other people's business, how could they have suffered such an unprovoked disaster?
Ten martial artists would be eaten. There were only a little over seventy martial artists in all of Bear Martial City—didn't that mean each of them had a one-in-seven chance of being chosen?
They were finished. It was all that ghost-faced youth's fault.
Somewhere nearby, a stern-looking, square-faced middle-aged man darkened. "Where did this brat come from? How dare he come to Bear Martial City and meddle in other people's business?"
This middle-aged man was Zhao Tiangang, Chief of the Bear Martial Demon Suppression Office. He had been observing the situation from the shadows all along.
Originally, he had merely been a martial artist doing fairly well for himself. But because he had saved the Zhenbei King's Young Lord two years ago, he had soared to the heavens in a single leap. Relying on the Zhenbei King Manor's lingering favor, he had directly taken the position of Chief of the Bear Martial Demon Suppression Office.
This position was extraordinarily coveted and came with plenty of benefits. If not for the Zhenbei King's reputation, it would never have fallen to him.
To tell the truth, he had only seen that youth dressed extravagantly and carrying himself with exceptional bearing. Thinking he might be the young master of some wealthy family, Zhao Tiangang had wanted to form a good connection!
He had never expected the other party to be the Zhenbei King's son. It was wealth and honor falling from the sky!
The young man beside him echoed, "Reporting to Chief, this subordinate does not know either. I have never heard of such a talented young sword cultivator nearby! It is rather strange. How could someone so stunningly gifted possibly remain unknown?"
"Hmph! What use is high talent if his brain doesn't work? He's still trash! Go arrange for ten martial artists to be sent to the Demon Race!"
The young man hesitated. "Really send them? They're martial artists! None of them are easy to cultivate! Besides, I'm afraid no one will be willing to go die!"
Zhao Tiangang said with a dark face, "What else can I do? The Demon Race has said so—can I refuse to comply? If anyone is to blame, blame that brat!"
He looked at Xiao Chen with a face full of resentment, only to discover that the latter did not care in the slightest. He had not even furrowed his brow.
Curiosity also appeared on Wang Yunqi's face as he looked at Xiao Chen. "Ten martial artists will die because of you. Don't you feel even the slightest guilt?"
"Heh. A bunch of rats who cling to life and fear death—what is there to regret, no matter how many of them die?"
Xiao Chen sneered.
"Good! Well said!"
"Not one of those Demon Suppression Office trash has any guts!"
"They're all spineless cowards!"
A wave of cheers immediately rose from the crowd.
With the Human Race in danger, the Demon Suppression Office had avoided taking action. The city's people had long been filled with resentment!
Now that Xiao Chen had voiced what everyone was thinking, they all felt utterly exhilarated.
Zhao Tiangang and the Demon Suppression Office members all clenched their fists in hatred upon hearing this.
"You dare speak of the Demon Suppression Office like that?"
Wang Yunqi was stunned.
Zhao Tiangang, the Chief of the Demon Suppression Office, was a Martial Master. Was this ghost-faced youth not afraid of angering Zhao Tiangang?
But upon second thought, he was immediately relieved.
In a little while, this ghost-faced youth would be dead. There was indeed no need for him to fear retaliation.
"Tiger Spirits, go tear him to pieces alive!"
With that thought, Wang Yunqi directly gave the Tiger Spirits the order.
The three Tiger Spirits, carrying towering baleful qi, suddenly pounced at Xiao Chen. The terrifying demon qi made the people around them quake to the depths of their souls.
"Young Lord, run!"
Liu Sanji struggled and shouted.
The Garrison Commander also closed his eyes, unable to bear watching the tragedy that would follow.
Yet Xiao Chen's expression did not change in the slightest. He simply raised his hand and slashed his sword. "Annihilate!"
Buzz!
The longsword let out a dragon's cry, immediately spitting out a scarlet Sword Qi that shot toward the Tiger Spirits.
With one sword unleashed, ten thousand demons were destroyed, and even ghosts and gods were startled!
The Heaven-Defying Demon Slayer Art had been created specifically for slaying demons.
Its killing power was already terrifying against the Human Race; against the Demon Race, its might was even more peerless!
The razor-sharp Sword Qi surged into the sky, filling the void!
Yet everyone present felt their faces sting.
The astonishing killing intent shook the surrounding lands. Even from ten meters away, it still made people tremble in terror!
Upon seeing this slash,
everyone present was stunned.
The ghost-faced youth had not even used his full strength earlier?
This slash was far more powerful than the previous one!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
With three dull explosions, the three terrifying Tiger Spirits were directly cleaved apart before they could even put up any resistance. The Sword Qi did not stop, instead shooting straight for Wang Yunqi's neck.
Wang Yunqi's pupils contracted sharply, endless terror filling his eyes. All his former arrogance vanished. He knew that if the Sword Qi struck him, he would undoubtedly die, so he hurriedly begged the Dog Demon leader beside him for help. "Lord Dog Demon, save me!"
The Dog Demon leader cast Wang Yunqi a disgusted glance, deeply dissatisfied with him. He could not even handle a mere Sword Disciple Seventh Level. What utter trash!
But this human had already defected to them, so it could not simply stand aside and do nothing.
Thus, the Dog Demon leader immediately let out a furious roar. Its body abruptly expanded several times over, becoming as towering and terrifying as a small mountain.
A ferocious glint flashed through its eyes as it wrapped itself in towering demon qi and viciously rammed toward the Sword Qi.
Its head was incomparably hard, and it was at the Demon Apprentice Eighth Heaven. It was more than enough to shatter this Sword Qi.
However!
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